Rrring.... Rrring.... The bell rang for recess. The students filed out of their classes, making a beeline for the canteen. I scanned the sea of faces. My stomach was growling, but to my dismay, the queue in front of me was moving at a snail like pace. After what seemed like eternity, I finally moved to the front queue."One plate of chicken rice, please," I said. The shop owner just grunted.
When I took out my purse to pay, I gasped. To my horror, there was only a ten-cent inside! Flabbergasted, I frantically searched my pockets. Suddenly, it dawned upon me that I had left my pocket money on the dining table.
"Girl! Do you still want this?" the stallholder hollered in anger while glaring at me. I blushed furiously. By now, all eyes were on me. Some were exchanging hushed whispers. "N... No...S... Sorry..." I stammered." Then move! I have a business to run here!" He roared in a voice that would have shattered glass. With my eyes downcast, and my shoulders sagging in defeat, I started to walk away.
Before I could walk away, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Priya. She shoved a two-dollar note into my hand. I was alarmed. Priya was so unfriendly in class, yet, here she seemed so helpful. "Well..." I floundered. "Don't refuse! Take it!" She said with a broad smile. I was grateful beyond words and thanked he profusely.
By School Composition Singapore
Primary 4 - 2009
wow. your compositions are really good! which level are you at?
ReplyDeleteUmmm...its stated below at the ending...
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ReplyDeletewow nice compo
ReplyDeleteand it is not thanked he profusely, it is thanked her profusely
ReplyDeletejust a small error
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ReplyDeletethe story gave me a idea for my composition
ReplyDeletejjve me some milk sorry cat typing
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